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Thursday, September 1, 2016

So...

Den bought me my first slouch hat...it is a Denver Bronco one of course and special.

I have to apologize because I have not been commenting on the blogs that I usually comment on. I read everything that my commenters write on mine but I am hit or miss on all of my friends' blogs... I am sorry...I am reading them and enjoying them but I think it's like my actual book reading...I am not ready yet to jump back in. We were at the Wound Doctor this morning and he asked me if I was a reader. He told me that reading will help me immensely to get out of the dark places and get back with my team. He told me that I am not alone in this...that all of the doctors and nurses are all working together with me...they are my team...then he talked about the amazing book he was reading...and just the way he looked at me and held my hand gave me strength...

19 comments:

Hats. I love hats but hats do not love me. My head is too big. Oprah said that once and some guy came on to show her hats to fit her head and guess what? Her head was too big for them.

It sounds as if you are coming along. I see hints of "you" coming through. I think reading is a great way to get back into it but you need something fun and light.People all over are pulling for you and Den too since he hasn't been feeling all that great either.

Have you watched Stranger Things on Netflix yet? If not, that is one show that will distract you in a totally good way. Eight episodes. You will blow through them.

I think this post sounds a little more like 'you', too. Hats have never been my thing... wish I could find one that doesn't look ridiculous. It sounds like you have a wonderful team... especially your doctor! Hope you have a good weekend... and please don't worry about commenting on blogs :)

Hi, Patty. This is the third time I have tried to write a comment, and for some reason it will not publish. I have been following your blog for a few months. When you didn't post for about a month after your surgery, I knew it was serious. I started praying for you and Den. I, too, am a cancer survivor. I know the disbelief in hearing the diagnosis, undergoing treatment, packing and wound that won't heal, and going to many, many doctors. Believe me, I understand what it is like to want your old life back. Unfortunately, there is nothing you can do to rush the treatment process. You just have to have patience and put yourself into God's hands. One day you will look back on this, and realize how strong you were. Sending you hugs, strength, and courage. You and Den remain in my prayers. Liz Crum

Hi, Patty. This is the fourth time I have tried to write a comment on your post. Hopefully this time it will publish. I have been following your blog for several months. I, too, am an avid reader. I have enjoyed reading your book selectIons. When you didn't publish for several weeks after your surgery, I knew it was serious. I started praying for you and Den. I am also a cancer survivor. I know that disbelief and receiving that diagnosis, having surgery, undergoing treatment, and packing a wound that won't heal. I know what it's like to go to many, many doctors. I understand how you just want to have your old life back. Unfortunately, there is no way to rush this process. You need to have patience and put yourself into God's hands. One day, you will look back on this, and realize how strong you were. You and Den remain in my prayers. Sending you hugs, strength, and courage. (And lots of love❤️).

Hang in there, Patty. You can do it.I had to rush back to the hospital after surgery because my wound burst open. It couldn't be restiched, so I had to stay in the hospital a little over 2 more weeks. The doctor wanted me to stay longer but I begged to be released. I was so depressed and felt a little crazy! I went home with an open wound. Nurses had to come to the house daily to clean, pack, dress it...I had to go to the doctor weekly...he was afraid my abdominal muscle would become exposed, so I was scared. I lost so much weight because I had no appetite. I was forced to eat, to get nutrients to help the wound heal. It was a mess, so yes, I get you on this totally.This kind of stuff doesn't get resolved quickly, but you will make progress. Love you! ☺ 💖